[Mystikal]OhYou think I can't see you over there shakin' your assWatchin' you bouncin' your tities, I almost dropped my glassI can't be trippin' on a big ol' bootyI'm supposed to be a starWhen you see them tanks, you know who we areYou on a mission with your pussyYou after my papers, straight asshole naked on your way to my tableSo I played it cool, and tried to act surprisedKnowin' damn well I've been watchin' this bitch from the side of my eyeShe looked my in my face and said "Don't I know your name?"You out the South, y'all bout it, you wanna get entertained?I said B, I'm not tryin' to be too much, but I'm chillin' tonightMy mouth said no, my dick's sayin' fuckin' rightMan fuck all that shit, I ain't bout to pay this woman to partyTill she turned around, bent over, her pussy hung on my bodyDamn, you know what bro, this pussy might be worth somethin'Go ahead girl, handle your businessTwerk somethin'

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There's gonna have to be a whole lotta big bills wavin' in the airTo make me shake it work it twerk it, take a nigga thereTo the sky, get 'em racked upTryin' to have relations, dick at atten-hutWhat, whatWhoa now daddy, love to love ya babyBut you know you gotta pay me, prolly got a old ladyAnd a few rug rats at home to feedBut you tryin' to run that lineWhat you think, you Gineuwine the bachelorI'll pass you like you don't existAnd part my ass like the red sea, and tell you to kissYou be the same nigga known to get your fuckin' mack onAnd call the wife, it's so precise, and say you won't be back homeMama's sunshine all in your face with that southern wineRodeo style till your toes curl and I'll beLaying in the gap so picture perfectNow do you really wanna see a bitch twerk it?